Mysterious husband always comes late at night

Gong Ting was sitting as like as two peas. He reached out to hold her cold hand. After 15 long years, he finally grew up and thought she would be able to see her when he was back from business, but unexpectedly, he saw a fake copy that was exactly the same as her.

He closed his eyes slightly. At the age of ten, after he made a promise to her, he decided that she was his fiancee. Over the years, this belief has never wavered.

So, no matter what goes wrong on the way, he will set things right.

The girl lying on the hospital bed frowned slightly, and her mouth seemed to whisper something. Gong Ting got up and put her ear close to her mouth. Her voice came vaguely, "big... Brother... Brother..."

Gong Ting felt a burst of ecstasy in his heart. He reached out and half hugged her in his arms, "Ning'er, I'm here. I'm sorry I'm late."

Wei Anning's eyelashes trembled, slowly opened her eyes, a dazzling white, made her eyes ache, and she closed her eyes again. She frowned slightly when she felt herself being held in a warm embrace.

There is no familiar smell of tobacco, nor familiar masculinity. The person holding her is not Leng Youchen!

"Ning'er, I will never leave you alone again. Will you come back to England with me?"

As if to confirm her doubts, she heard Gong Ting's voice. She was shocked and quickly reached out to push him away. The action arc was too large. Her chest was stuffy and painful. Her strength was naturally weak and failed to push him away.

Outside the ward, Leng Youchen stood by the door. Through the glass window, he saw the close embrace of the two inside. His hands hanging on his side suddenly clenched into fists and looked gloomy.

His eyes tingled and he watched them hug each other. What Gong Ting said in his mind was that they were unmarried couples, and his heart tingled. No wonder they met for the first time in the manor. Gong Ting was so familiar with Wei Anning.

It turned out that he was her fiance.

Leng Youchen stood for a few seconds, suddenly turned around and strode away.

As soon as he turned the corridor, he met Lu Junxi, the groom in a white coat. It was too late for him to avoid, so he had to hurry to meet him. Lu Junxi was overjoyed when he saw him. "Great, third brother, you can count it. Let's go and grab the third sister-in-law."

Lu Junxi heard the nurse say that there was a handsome man of mixed blood in the third sister-in-law's ward. He immediately killed him nonstop.

Leng Youchen passed him and walked quickly to the elevator.

Lu Junxi was stunned and hurried to catch up, "third brother, don't do this. When you go, the third sister-in-law will be robbed by the crooked nuts. You will cry at that time."

Leng Youchen glanced at her with cold pity and murderous spirit. "Her legs are long on her. No one can keep her if she wants to run."

Lu Junxi patted his chest in fear. The third brother's eyes were terrible, but he still hardened his head and said, "third brother, that's right, but the third sister-in-law was hurt. It can be said that she was punched in the back and abdomen. Don't you really go and have a look?"

"No!"

"... just be proud and charming. You really tossed the third sister-in-law towards the crooked nuts. It's too late for you to cry." Lu Junxi actually wants to say, just do it, but he doesn't have the courage.

Leng Youchen's thin lips closed tightly, reached out to open the elevator and strode in.

Seeing this, Lu Junxi quickly flashed in and looked at Leng Youchen who was silent. He sighed, "I really don't understand. The third sister-in-law was seriously injured for you. What can you do?"